This Englishman's name is Silberg, and he is a very famous collector in London, England, and the Silberg family is an influential collector of Chinese art in the world.

The reason why the Silberg family has so many Chinese artworks is, of course, inseparable from their ancestors, like Frey in France, who participated in the plundering of the Old Summer Palace. At that time, a lot of Chinese artworks were accumulated.

If you want to become a world-class collector, you don't have precious artifacts from China, or it is not enough to have artifacts from China, you also need to have Western art.

The most important thing for the Silberg family is Chinese antiques, but for Western cultural relics, they don't have much to collect, so after receiving a call from Wen Wan, Silberg gave up a dinner party he was attending, immediately brought his appraiser, and after driving to pick up Wen Wan, he rushed to the hotel where Han Chong and others lived.

"With your eyes, Mr. Silberg, you will be sure at a glance whether the drawings in my friend's possession are Picasso's works or not, do you think I will use such a clumsy reason for you to admire some fake paintings? So, it must be a real painting, you can rest assured! ”

Although Wen Wan has not been in contact with Han Chong for a long time, and has not seen Han Chong's so-called authentic Picasso, he believes that Han Chong is not the kind of person who talks about it.

"The whereabouts of Mr. Picasso's works are basically verified, and I haven't heard of any missing ones, Mr. Silberg, I think we're wasting our time......"

The appraiser sitting next to Silberg shrugged his shoulders, for he was already off duty, it was all his own time now, and he didn't really want to waste it.

"Take a look. The Oriental is a nation that is good at creating miracles, maybe the person named Chong really has Picasso's works? ”

For antique dealers, they will never let go of any possibility, even if the probability is not large, they always have to see is believing, and the story of picking up Taobao often happens in this seemingly small probability.

It didn't take long for the three of them to come to the hotel where Han Chong was.

Wen Wan walked in the front, followed by Silberg and Afternoon Torres.

The three of them walked steadily without losing their hurry. In fact, everyone has different expectations in their hearts.

"Han Chong, this is Mr. Silberg from England, his family has a lot of Chinese art, but there is a shortage of European art, this time I want to see if your sketches are the works of Mr. Picasso?" Take it out. ”

After Wen Wan knocked on Han Chong's door, she winked at Han Chong while introducing Silberg to Han Chong, and the meaning was naturally self-evident. If the painting is real, you can go under the knife later, buddy, they have Chinese goodies.

"Han Chong, there is. This is Mr. Wu Torres, an experienced appraiser......" Wen Wan continued to introduce Han Chong.

Meaning, first you're going to get this guy done.

Silberg is not so easy to fool, and the help clearly illustrates that.

"Oh. Young lad, nice to meet you......"

Silberg greeted Han Chong in Chinese in a friendly way, due to many factors such as family and his own collection. Silberg has a very good understanding of Han culture and knows that Chinese are especially good-looking, so he is very enthusiastic at first, and he does not neglect Han Chong because of his youth.

"Hello, Mr. Silberg, let's please......"

Han Chong quietly let a few people into the room, enthusiastic and useless, if you want to exchange for Picasso sketches in your hands, then you have to take out Chinese antiques that can make you happy, otherwise the rich buddies will not sell them to you.

It's just that when Torres and Han Chong passed by, the guy who looked more like a boxer than an appraiser whispered in Han Chong's ear: "Young man, can you understand English?" ”

This is somewhat contemptuous.

Han Chong disappointed him, and after nodding his head, Wu Torres continued: "It's good if you can understand English, young man, I can tell you, with me here, you don't have to think about taking some shoddy fake paintings to fool Mr. Silberg, if you are interested, it is better to admit it now, then I will not embarrass you when I wait a while......"

"Huh? Rub, uneducated, things haven't been seen yet, dare to make a big deal of nonsense here......"

After Han Chong heard the words that came out of Wu Torres's mouth, he couldn't help but feel annoyed, and said coldly in English: "If your eyes weren't blindfolded by lard, you should be able to easily tell the truth of a painting, so I don't need to say anything to you......"

Han Chong knew that there were many people abroad who looked down on Chinese, but he didn't expect that he lived in the luxury suite of this five-star hotel, and there were still people who looked down on people, which made Han Chong very unhappy.

Silberg, who was walking in front, clearly heard the conversation between the two people behind him, but he only smiled slightly, and did not mean to persuade, for him, the worse the relationship between the seller and the appraiser, the more there will be no cattiness.

You must know that not only there are "sets" and "layouts" in China, but such things are also common in foreign countries, and the methods are more sophisticated, as for collusion with appraisers, it is just a small means that cannot be put on the table.

"Xu Guang, take out a few paintings and show them to this "expert", and you should also look hard......"

After coming to the living room and sitting down, Han Chong didn't mean to pour coffee or drinks for the guests, and directly asked Xu Guang to take out Picasso's sketches.

Before Silberg and the others came, Han Chong had already classified the thirty-two sketches, the six sketches of naked women were divided into one, the eighteen sketches of children were divided into three parts, and finally the sketches of still objects were divided into one, a total of five parts.

Among these five sketches, each of them has a sketch with Picasso's autograph, and I believe that an appraiser who is really familiar with Picasso's works can distinguish the real from the fake. Han Chong is also clear to connoisseurs. Of course, the other party must know the goods.

Xu Guang has been following Han Chong for a long time, and he has also gained a lot of knowledge. At the very least, when you know how to pick up antiques such as calligraphy and painting, you have to wear gloves, Xu Guang wore a pair of white gloves on both hands at this time, and picked up a stack of six figure drawings from the coffee table in front of him and placed them in front of Silberg.

"Noon Torres, you better come......"

Silberg shook his head slightly, got up and sat down next to him, making room for Afternoon Torres, who really didn't know much about European art. Silberg didn't know much other than its staggeringly expensive price.

"Slow ......"

Just as Torres was about to pick up the sketch in front of him, he was suddenly stopped by Han Chong.

"What? I said it was true just now, but now I won't even let us watch it? ”

Wu Torres looked at Han Chong with an unkind face, he didn't believe that this yellow man would have Picasso's works at all, and there were dozens of them, it was just like a joke.

"Of course not, it's just Mr. Torres, I don't know when you were studying for identification. Did your teacher teach you that you must wear gloves when appraising paintings and calligraphy? Didn't you think about putting on your gloves first......"

Han Chong looked at Wu Torres with a look of disdain, and after saying the above few words, he turned his face to look at Silberg. "Mr. Silberg, I am very dissatisfied with the appraiser you have chosen. He does not possess the qualities of a professional appraiser.

I would like to remind you, Mr. Silberg, that you should be prepared to accept my claim against you if there is any loss caused by the mishandling of the appraiser in respect of my collection......"

Han Chong's words made Silberg and Wu Torres change color at the same time, they didn't expect this young man to speak so sharply, but Han Chong's words were not too much, Wu Torres did not show the qualities that an appraiser should have.

Silberg nodded, and first said in Chinese: "Mr. Han, please rest assured, I will be responsible for these works, I'm really sorry......"

Immediately afterwards, Silberg looked at Wu Torres and said: "Mr. Wu Torres, please remember your professional ethics, you are appraising a painting that is very likely to be Mr. Picasso, not a pound-by-pound sketch drawn by those artists on the side of the road, so please show your professional qualities and don't let Mr. Han laugh at ......"

Wu Torres's arrogance at this time is completely gone, if his behavior today is reported, it will definitely have a very bad impact on his reputation, you know, no matter what industry you are in, personal professionalism is extremely important.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Silberg, I'm sorry, Mr. Han, it was my negligence, I think I still have the ability to identify whether these sketches are from Mr. Picasso's handwriting, I'm sorry just now......"

Wu Torres quickly adjusted his mentality, stood up and bowed respectfully to Han Chong and Silberg, his attitude was extremely sincere.

Han Chong had no intention of worrying about these with Wu Torres, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, Mr. Wu Torres, I hope your performance can be the same as what you said, and you don't have to waste time, so please start appraising......

Torres opened the bag he was carrying and pulled out a pair of white gloves and a magnifying glass, which he certainly had.

In fact, these appraisers at home and abroad ate at a similar level, and after putting on their gloves, Torres picked up the top sketch in his hand.

"Well, it's still a bit of a surprise......"

Han Chong didn't first check what the sketch itself was drawing, but first looked at the sketch paper, and slightly folded it with his hand to see the hardness and flexibility of the paper, which is a necessary procedure for appreciating calligraphy and painting.

After checking the paper, the originally relaxed expression on Wu Torres' face became a little dignified, because he found that the sketch paper in his hand should have been produced in Paris in the forties and fifties of the last century, which could not be hidden from Wu Torres's eyes.

That is to say, even if these sketches and paintings are imitations, they are imitations of a bit of an old age, and the cost is not low, you know, to buy sketch paper half a century ago now, the price is not affordable for ordinary people. Moreover, it is difficult for the average person to buy it. Not to mention a Chinese.

Silberg's small eyes were also looking back and forth on the coffee table, and as a veteran antique collector and art dealer, he had a feeling that maybe he could really see Picasso's real work today, of course, it was a feeling for him.

"It's a loss... Locke?!! ”

Suddenly, from the mouth of Wu Torres, who was looking at the sketch, there was an exclamation, which attracted the attention of everyone in the room, and even the door of the suite moved slightly, it was the curious Bi Yue, who was hiding inside and eavesdropping.

Han Chong didn't understand his French sentence a little.

"Mr. Torres, I don't know if your results are out?"

"This is Picasso's wife."

Han Chong didn't know the woman in the painting, but when he heard Torres call out his name and say who it was, he immediately understood in his heart that this was a sketch portrait of Picasso to his last wife.

In 1953, Picasso met Jacqueline at the Madura pottery workshop. Locke, although Picasso had a mistress for eight years from this time period until 1961, when he married Picasso, Jacqueline. Locke endured this, and the two walked hand in hand through the rest of Picasso's life.

Jacqueline. Locke was Picasso's second wife, and the Spaniard created a warm and tranquil world for Picasso in his later years, and Picasso often recalled the peasant women of Catalonia, for whom he painted a large number of portraits.

But alas, 13 years after Picasso's death, Jacqueline. Ms. Locke may not have been able to bear the absence of Picasso, and finally committed suicide in the eighties of the last century.

Jacqueline. After Locke's death, most of Picasso's drawings and oil paintings for her flowed into the auction market, and it was during that period that Picasso's paintings appreciated. Locke's legacy of Picasso's paintings raised Picasso's work to a higher level

Friends who haven't collected new books for technology marketing are troubled to collect, next week is the first recommendation of the new book, Lao Wu is writing with his heart, I hope everyone can support it. Thank you! (To be continued......)